#ethan dolan x y/n

[strangerquinns]

Ethan Dolan Masterlist

Concepts + Blurbs

FLUFF

proud

insecure

date night

sunday cuddles

soulmate

ashamed + angst

ANGST

distance (part two)

abandoned + fluff 

best friend

near death

enemies

used + smut-ish themes

SMUT

bent over

morning sex

cockwarming

OTHER (NO THEME INPARTICULAR)

enemy to lovers

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[bubsdolan]

Bubba, first time Grayson brings u to jersey and u meet Lisa

had this in my drafts for like 2 years, so enjoy it’s all yous are getting x (ps it’s not edited so don’t come for me)

ok stop it this is gonna be so pure because i could just imagine how excited gray would be to have his girl in his home town and around his family. the way grayson constantly sang his mother’s praises, it felt like you were already part of the family.

meeting lisa was definitely a huge step in your relationship, and although you had spoken to her a handful of times over facetime, meeting in person was more nerve wracking than you anticipated. you knew if she didn’t like you, that was a deal breaker for grayson. you passed the test with ethan, you were now onto a bigger one.

“sweetheart,” grayson could sense your worries by the continuous bouncing of your knee as his hand rested on your thigh whilst he drove up the all to familiar roads of jersey. they were unfamiliar to you, but you somewhat already felt at home. “ma already loves you, nothing to be nervous about.”

grayson’s squeezed your leg in a comforting manner, but even his reassurance wasn’t enough to have you easing up on the drive to his childhood home. chewing on your nails anxiously, your breathing hitched when you were met with an excitable Lisa standing at the end of the drive way, awaiting the arrival of her youngest son and the woman he had confused to his ma was ‘the one’

you of course stood back to allow Lisa a few moments with her son, smiling as you watched the encounter. Grayson was a momma’s boy and it was so comforting to see him in his element, happy and back where he belonged. he always thrived in jersey, and having you and his mother by his side, was his perfect sanctuary.

“you must be the famous y/n I've heard so much about. its lovely to meet you dear.”

after greeting Grayson, Lisa stood with open arms and a bright welcoming smile directed towards you. she pulled you in for a hug,  cheerfully greeting you as Grayson felt his heart burst at the sight of his favourite woman getting along. 

“its lovely to meet you, mrs dolan.” 

“please, call me Lisa!,” Lisa instsanly guided you into her home, leaving Grayson to bring in all your bags from the car as she Began giving you a guided tour of the place Grayson called home. it was even more beautiful than Grayson had described. you could see why he loved jersey so much and you already felt safer and happier being there. 

once Lisa had shown you around the kitchen, informing you to make yourself and home and help yourself to anything on diplay, Grayson had finished unpacking the car and joined your side once again. his hand lacing with yours as he peered down at you with a warm smile, his teeth gems glistening as he already feel in love with the sight of you being in jersey. 

you sat and ate a home cook dinner, vegan of course, as the three of you sat around the table and shared stories from Grayson and Ethan causing mischief as little boys, to your own family and upbringing. the conversation flowed as Lisa made you feel so welcome in her home, you had a good feeling she approved of your relationship.

Lisas eyes would often drift between you and Grayson laughing together when you thought she wasnt looking. her smile present as she witnessed first hand the love you two shared. one that reminded her of her and late husband when they were your age. 

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[simplyxdolxstyles]

Faded G.D x Reader

So here is a Grayson imagine by request. I'm sorry if this is not what you wanted but I tried to follow it at best :). Any way I didn't know what to call it so I just called it 'Faded' lol

Grayson Dolan x Reader

Living in London has been amazing. Moving there when you started university all the way up to now, after living in Sweden priorly, with a great life going you couldn’t think of possibly leaving now.  

You were out for a walk on this lovely fall day. It wasn’t too cold, it was just right. Staring at the changing leaves you closed your eyes and relished in the feeling of autumn, it was one of your favourite seasons (it’s also mine). It was getting colder, but that didn’t bother you, you enjoyed it actually. After you got back, you noticed a movers truck parked along your building, ‘someone’s moving in’ you thought.  You see a vague figure walking around but thought nothing of it. Shaking your head, you entered the elevator and headed to your unit (is that right? Forgive if it’s not).

The next you had to get ready for work. It appeared that the person who was moving in was moving onto your floor as there was quite the racket. After downing your breakfast and locking up, you headed towards the elevator, until you saw someone make their way to the elevator as well.

“Wait! Hold the door!” They called out. You did and noticed it was the same person you had seen yesterday.

“Thank you, Sorry about that, I’m in a bit of a hurry. I just moved in and I need to get to the hardware store to get somethings Also, sorry for the noise and I didn’t mean to be so loud.” The guy spoke, turning a bit red in embarrassment.

You’re stricken with a sense of shock. You’re pretty sure the guy talking to you, and standing next to you is the one and only, Grayson Dolan. And he’s gonna be your new neighbour.

“Don’t worry its fine.” You replied with a little smile after you got over your shock. Wow, the ‘Grayson Dolan’ living in your building and on your floor too.

“I’m Grayson.” He says with a dimpled, sticking his hand out. Of course you knew that but you wouldn’t tell him that, so you played along. He also became rather…flirty.

“I’m (Y/n), nice to meet you, Grayson.” You reply with a smile back. The elevator stops and the doors open. You knew what he was up to

“After you,” He spoke you gesturing you to exit first. “Thanks.” You mutter. Walking towards the entrance doors, he turns to you.

“It was nice meeting you, (Y/n), hopefully we’ll catch each other more often.” He offers again, eyes lingering on your face.

“Sure.” You simply reply. 

And that’s how these run-in’s started. Meeting almost every day in the elevator, it’s rather interesting you thought. You became friends in no time time. You tried not to appear interested, you didn’t want to say you knew him righty off the bat, especially an ex ‘Youtube’ star that he was. You didn’t want to tell him just yet, but you were a fan of his and Ethan when you were younger, always watching them when you would come home from school. They always made you laugh, or cry or whatever, of course you were sad when they announced they were leaving but you understood and respected their wishes, however, this was the last thing you expected to happen to you, living in the same building with Grayson.

“I want to take you out, like for dinner, if you don’t mind, like just as friends.” Grayson had said one day. You looked back at him with surprise, however you accepted.

“Yeah, that’s fine. Just let me know when.” You say.

“Great, how does tomorrow sound?” He asked with his head tilted a bit. It was rather cute.

“Sure, I’m actually off tomorrow so that works.” You offer a bit of a smile.

“Awesome, I’ll see you at 7:00 then.” He offered a smile before disappearing into his unit.

7:00pm came faster than you anticipated. You spent the majority of the day prepping yourself for this evening. You decided casual I mean you didn’t want to be over dressed, if you know what I mean. Before you knew it, it was 7:00.

“Wow, you look really pretty.” Grayson says when he saw you.

“Thank you.” You reply with a smile.

“Shall we?”

“Sure, let’s go.” You lock your door and off the two you went.

Grayson took you to a quaint little place close by. It was rather nice. He was quite flirty tonight you noted, you weren’t really sure where you wanted thing’s to go on account of his history with girls.

“So… in case you didn’t know, I used to make Youtube videos with my twin. It was a lot of fun. We did all sorts of things.” Grayson spoke suddenly.

“Oh really?” You tried to act surprised.

“Um yeah,” He murmurs.

“I see, so how come you stopped doing them?” You asked.

“Well, thing’s started to change and so we decided to stop for the best you know, just leave it at that and move on.” He answered.

“How’s your twin doing?” You curiously ask about Ethan.

“He lives on Australia with his fiancé now. (OMG!) It’s great I’m so happy for them.” He replies with a smile.

“Oh I see, and you? What brought you to London?” You ask.

“Well, I decided to move out of my mom’s place back in Jersey and wanted to start new you know.” You nodded.

“I used to hook up with girls you know.” He said out of the blue. You did know.

“Oh?”

“Yeah I know, I was young and stupid and didn’t know what I want.” He stated.

“Do you know what you want now, Grayson?” you ask. He looks at you for a moment before his face start’s to flush.

“I-I don’t know, maybe?” He said it more like a question.

“I see.” Was your reply.

“You know, you’re pretty cool, (Y/n).” Grayson said. Oh boy.

“Thanks.” You replied.

“I hope we get to learn a lot more about each other. I really like you.”

“Well, I think you’re cool too, Grayson.” You state.

“I really hope we can do this again. I really enjoyed tonight.” He reaches over and lightly touched your hand. Your hands twitched a bit at that. You weren’t sure. You didn’t want to get to close to Grayson in case feelings started. This was beyond what you had expected with Grayson but you didn’t want to end up being another number on his list.      

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[poguesholland]

Electric Love | Ethan Dolan

You decide to kiss your bestfriend for a tiktok trend, not knowing he feels the same way

THE TIKTOK: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMJhLRvMB/ (Electric Love, kissing your best friend Tiktok trend)

Warnings: flufffff, some cursing maybe?

A/N: Love this trend.

You and your bestfriend Ethan were chilling in his car, eating vegan burgers and just talking. You were a bit jittery as you were filming. Your excuse to filming was that you wanted to make a video for the end of summer but you were actually filming for a Tiktok.

The Tiktok you were filming really did not help with hiding your huge crush on Ethan. It was a Tiktok trend where one person sets up the phone and kisses their crush off guard, to confess their feelings. Obviously, Ethan didn’t know this trend since he wasn’t really big on Tiktok.

‘Electric Love’ by BØRNS played in the background as both of you finished your burgers, Ethan obviously finishing much faster than you because you were a slow eater. You tapped your leg nervously against the bottom of the car.

“But I don’t think this weeks podcast should be so long, especially if it’s just Grayson rambling about how he just built himself a new nightstand” Ethan continues, snapping you out of your thoughts. You clear your throat, “Yeah, I totally get it”. Ethan laughs, “See! Someone agrees with me! Grayson thought I was being so unreasonable for no fucking reason!”.

A laugh leaves your lips as the song edges closer to the beat drop, your hands beginning to feel clammy. You look at the camera, biting your lip in anxiousness and smiling nervously. Ethan looks at the camera then at you and chuckles, “How ‘bout you focus on me, yeah?”. You giggle, turning your body to face him.

Ethan points to his phone and you glance at his screen before you gaze at his face. He continues explaining his conflict with Grayson about the podcast episode, “So this is what Grayson wants to title the episode but really I think-”. Here goes nothing.

Your hands cup Ethan’s face, and he turns his face to look at you to see that the distance between you two was almost invisible. Instantly, you connect your lips and Ethan freezes for a second before slowly kissing you back. He registers what was happening and kisses you deeper, moving his hand to the side of your neck, holding you so lightly.

It was as if you were made of glass and he was afraid to hold you too hard. Or maybe it was because he couldn’t believe this was actually happening. His best friend, correction, his best friend that he’s in love with just kissed him. Ethan leans forwards to be closer to you, deepening the kiss, not wanting it to ever end. The feeling of his lips against yours almost driving you insane.

Once you begin to pull your lips away from his, Ethan moves a hand to the back of your head, pulling you back in. You slowly kiss him back, the butterflies in you stomach erupting at this point. Both of you pull away, but stay close enough to the point where you were breathing in each other’s air.

“Shit” Ethan laughs lightly, in disbelief, earning a small giggle from you. “T-That’s why I was filming. It was a Tiktok” You explain, moving away slightly to see your phone replaying the Tiktok. Once you don’t hear a response, you look back at Ethan to see a hurt expression on his face. “Wow- Um, just a Tiktok. Good to know” He mutters and you shake your head frantically.

“No! No, No, that’s not what I meant at all, E!” You rush but he shakes his head, shuffling back into his original position. His hands go to the steering wheel and he clenches his jaw to hide his saddened expression, looking away from you. “E, Ethan. Ethan that’s not what I meant. I promise” Your hand rests on his shoulder, but he doesn’t turn to face you.

He shifts further away from you, trying to move your hands from his body but you don’t budge. He clears his throat, eyes set on the parking lot in front of him, where the both of you had parked in. “Don’t sweat it. It was for a Tiktok, that’s fine.” Ethan says in the most normal voice he could put on display, but you knew him. His hands were gripping the steering wheel so hard you knew he was upset.

Both of you sit in silence for a second, as you let him cool down since you knew better than to ramble when he was upset, before he breaks it. “C’mon, I’ll take you home” Ethan speaks up. “Ethan” You disregard what he said, calling out for him to look at you. He shakes his head lightly, almost protesting any explanation you were about to give. He just wanted the hurt he felt from knowing it was just a Tiktok to go away, he didn’t want to feel this way about his best friend.

“I didn’t kiss you just for the Tiktok, I promise, E. I wanted to kiss you, I didn’t mean for it to come out like that” You plead and Ethan’s eyes rest on your hand that was placed on his knee. He purses his lips and looks almost unsure, not wanting to give in but also not wanting to believe the worst. Your thumb gently rubs his knee, trying to get him to face you.

Sliding your hands up to rest on his neck, “I meant that the Tiktok was to kiss your best friend that you have a crush on, but in my case, it was my best friend that I’m in love with”. You admit quietly, as if someone was around to hear the conversation.

Ethan’s poker face falters and he instantly turns to face you. His hazel orbs meet yours with furrowed brows, almost in denial. “Your best friend that you what?”. Your eyes look away from his, too shy to face him as you shake your head. “No, I want you to say it again” Ethan repeats, a grin finding its way to his face, moving his hand to your cheek and turning you to face him. “E-” You whine, cheeks heating up as you watch him smile because of how nervous you were.

“Say it again” Ethan repeats again, moving closer to your face. A huff escapes your lips, “Ethan-”. “Say it” He repeats once more, his tone showing no indication of him fooling around. So you muster up the little bit that’s left of your courage, “That I’m in love with”. He doesn’t even try to hide the smile on his face anymore, your noses brushing against each other now.

“So guess what happened today” Ethan mumbles against your lips and you laugh softly. “What happened, E?” You play along, shaking your head in disbelief at his silliness. “This girl that I’m in love with told me she loves me” He says quietly, eyes meeting yours to see a smile on your face. “Oh really?” You play along, lips brushing against his with every word. “Yeah” Ethan almost whispers, pushing his lips against yours into a loving kiss.

“Also”, He mumbles against your lips but you whine at the loss of contact and kiss him once more to shut him up, “Thinking of asking her to be my girl, what do you think?”. You pull away from his addicting lips, “Think she’d really like to be your girl”. “Good” Ethan breaths out, tucking a strand of hair that fell on your face behind your ear.

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[333dolans]

If By Chance // E.D

Summary: It’s been 2 years since she’d last seen him, what would happen if by chance they were to meet once more?

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If someone were to tell Aurora Beckett’s 12 year old self that by the time she was 20, she would of lost all contact with Ethan Dolan? She would of thought the notion to be absolutely absurd.

Since the first day of 4th grade when two identical boys approached her as she sat alone, leg bobbing up and down nervously and thumbs twirling together, the twins had decided then and there that she was going to be their best friend.

They wanted to make her feel included and seen. Although they knew all to well themselves how it feels to be alienated, they’d never been alone, always having each other. They swore that day she’d never feel alone again.

Ever since that day, they’d been true to their word. Endless amounts of movie nights, beach trips, late night snack runs. They had experienced so much of their teen years together. Aurora had caught herself gravitating more towards the older twin, finding a particular comfort in his vibrant presence. God knows she loves both of them with her whole heart and would drop everything in an instant for either of them, but there has seemingly always been something more between her and Ethan, just below the surface, yearning to be acknowledged. Yet here she was 11 years down the line, now having gone almost two years without so much as a hello from the only boy she’s ever been in love with.

When the twins turned 15, they decided to chase their growing career across the country from the state they’d all called home for so long. After a lot of tears and begging her best friends not to leave her behind, Aurora came around to their decision. She wanted nothing more than for them to be happy and if moving to Los Angeles meant they could follow their lifelong dream? She sure as hell wasn’t going to be the thing that stopped them, no matter how much it hurt her heart to wave them goodbye as they boarded the plane.

Everything had ran smoothly from there. They FaceTimed at every and any moment they could. They frequently flew back to Jersey for the holidays and birthdays, she would also fly out to California whenever she could. Her relationship with both twins remained strong and never once faltered.

That was until a certain twin began to drift, blaming it on meetings and work. This would of been a valid argument, were it not for Grayson, who confirmed that they in fact wouldn’t be busy when Ethan claimed to be swamped with business. It became very apparent that he was curving her, she just didn’t know nor could she understand why.

Was the new increase in fame getting to his head? He was always so grounded, so humble. Did he think he was above her now? Her superior? Maybe she wasn’t good enough for him? He’d always sworn her that she was the most important person in his life besides his family. These were the questions shed’d found herself asking every single day like a broken record.

Soon enough he’d dropped Aurora completely. She knew it was coming, she wasn’t naive, but it didn’t make it hurt any less when it did. Grayson kept contact as best he could, still asking to FaceTime at least once a month but she’d began to push him away. His face mirroring the boy she loathed but still craved so badly, it pained her to speak to Gray when his identical twin had caused her to cry herself to sleep most nights.

It had only been 4 months since she’d last spoken to Ethan when she discovered his sudden change of heart. The reason he’d ended their lifelong friendship? He’d met a girl. A gorgeous girl who Aurora later discovered to be called Arabella. He’d cut her off simply because he’d found a girlfriend? It didn’t make any sense.

But here she was now, sat on a 13 hour plane heading for the west coast. She couldn’t help but succumb to the memories pounding in her head, begging to fill her thoughts. All the times she’d been in this exact place making this journey, dying for the plane to hurry up and take her to the place she longed to be, wrapped up in Ethan’s arms. However, today she wouldn’t get to beeline towards the brown haired boy that filled her mind whilst awake and asleep. Today she would be picking up her rental car alone and driving towards her new start.

As she entered the door to her apartment, she found her racing mind instantly slowed. She already felt so much calmer in this place, it felt like home. Like this is where she was meant to be. She had received a promotion at her job, which happened to be located in the city of angels. Of course she accepted, the pay was incredible and she was never one to turn down the opportunity to travel and see the sights this amazing earth has to offer. It hadn’t even registered in her mind until just weeks before she was set to fly out that her once closest friends lived out there, now nothing but mere strangers.

She was just placing down the boxes after carrying them up the never ending flights of stairs that led to her new home, when she heard the notification. Reaching for her phone, expecting a text from her landlord, she was met with an all too familiar name.

From Grayson Dolan: Hey! I was just checking snap maps to see where the friend I’m meeting up with was and i saw your bitmoji. You’re in LA? Since when? For how long?

To Grayson Dolan: Hi G, I just moved out here for a promotion! I live here now i guess haha. We should grab coffee!

She didn’t know why she asked him to meet up, they hadn’t spoken in a long time and it would surely be awkward. Before she had time to overthink her decision too much, she received a reply.

From Grayson Dolan: Name the time and place and ill be there, I’ve missed you so much Rory.

To Grayson Dolan: Missed you more Grapeson!

From Grayson Dolan: Oh no we are not bringing that back.

To Grapeson🍇: Too late! Pick me up at 4 if you’re free?

From Grapeson🍇: See you soon love x

She couldn’t fight off the beaming smile that pulled at her lips. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t miss her best friend, after all he’d tried to keep contact. She’d let her feelings for Ethan get in the way of her friendship with Gray and ultimately lost one of the brightest lights the world had to offer. She’d be damned before she let herself mess that up again.

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[iixbella]

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[rina-writes]

The Absolute Worst

Summary: You accompany your brother, a newly famous YouTuber, to the Dolans house for a collab.  Through a series of misunderstandings, you determine that Ethan Dolan is the worst human being in the world. Luckily, the feelings are mutual. Much to your chagrin, because of a misstep on your part, you are now quarantining with Dolans for 14 days. Your only hope is to make it through the tension without it all blowing up in your face.

Warnings: Angsty in the beginning, then smut and then fluff towards the end. (Just in case this isn’t clear...single!Ethan)

You touched your face with disbelief as you stared up at Ethan Dolan’s smug face.  You couldn’t believe that you had forgotten to put on your mask, and of all times now? Your face turned red hot as your hand dipped into your pocket to pull out the triple layered fabric mask. You slipped it behind each ear sheepishly, unable to meet Ethan’s eyes.

“What was that about my brother and I being socially irresponsible?” Ethan asked you, folding his arms. “I believe you went as far to say that we are terrible role models for our incredibly young fanbase.”

You didn’t have to look at him to know how he was staring at you.  Besides glaring at him all day, you had followed the twins for a couple years.  Ethan seemed to be a sweet guy, with his boyish look of large hazel eyes, tousled dark brown hair and rosy red cheeks.  The behavior you saw today revealed him to be a complete douche bag.

For starters, when you first arrived with your brother, the boys were too busy to greet you.  Something was so important on their phones that they could not tear themselves away.  You and your brother watched them awkwardly in silence, wondering what to do.  It was only when you cleared your throat did Grayson look up and introduce himself.  He had to yell Ethan’s name and slap him on the shoulder to get Ethan to pay attention.

The boys gave you and your brother a tour of their estate, and Ethan lingered around his car to brag about it.  As he drowned on and on about his Tesla, you looked at your brother with a worried expression.  Your brother was younger than you, and quite impressionable.  His most recent video recently gained popularity earning him a check from YouTube with more zeroes than anyone in your family had seen in their lifetime.  Your entire family respected that it was your brother’s money, but everyone was praying he didn’t do anything foolish with it.  Given the fact your brother could not even drive without a licensed driver accompanying him, you didn’t like the starry look in your brother’s eyes when Ethan bragged about the car.  Your heart almost dropped to your stomach when your brother agreed and said, “I’m definitely buying a Tesla.”

“Y/b/n,” You said in a warning tone. “You should really focus on getting a place to live...”

“Lay off, Y/n.” Your brother whispered to you, harshly.

You were a bit taken aback. Your brother never spoke to you like that...at least not in public.  You had a fairly good relationship, and he knew you meant well.  You instantly blamed it on the fact he was trying to look cool in front of Ethan.  

“If you need a place to live,” Grayson smiled, walking over to a navy blue wrapped van.  “How about this nice van?”

You blinked slowly.  Why on Earth would your teenage brother want a van?

“Is this the van from your cross country trip?!” Your brother yelled, running over to it.

“Oh hell no...” You said a little too loudly.  The last thing you wanted was for your fanboy brother to get duped into buying a lemon. You put your hands on your hips. “And how much is this van, Mr. Dolan?”

Grayson’s eyebrows went up at the accusatory tone, and you saw Ethan’s shoulders square up behind his brother.  You didn’t back down. Sure, they were large muscular dudes, but you weren’t a coward. At least...not when it came to your younger brother.

“It depends on how much you want to offer...” Grayson said, recovering from his shock with a soft smile.

“How much did you buy it for?” You asked, cutting off your brother before he could jump in.

“$75,000...” Ethan said, folding his arms as he walked forward. “But we’re selling it for 74, plus $100 since Grayson took the time to build it up nicely.”

You gulped.  You glanced at your brother who had fallen silent.  That was more than what was in his bank account at the moment.  You definitely couldn’t afford that.

“It’s less than the Tesla...” Grayson offered with a soft laugh.

You watched as your brother’s eyes widened, followed by the slump of his shoulders.  You sighed.  Great, now your brother felt like a loser because he couldn’t afford these fancy cars.

“If you’re done flaunting, it would be nice to start the video.” You rolled your eyes. 

“Y/n...” Your brother frowned. “Don’t be rude.”

Your jaw dropped behind your mask as you looked at your brother with shock.  You were being rude? They were the ones making your brother feel inferior!

“No, Miss Y/l/n is right.” Ethan said, walking past you to the tiny shed where they were going to film the video. “We should get this show on the road.”

You knew he was making fun of you for calling Grayson Mr. Dolan, but you didn’t care. The faster you could get out of this house, the better.

Just as you were getting started filming, Ethan got a call.  He left to answer it, but then ran back in with haste.  

“Gray, we gotta go! The interview has been moved up to this afternoon.” Ethan announced.

“Wait, what?” Grayson asked, looking at his watch.  “What time?”

“4pm.” Ethan answered.

“Damn...” Grayson stood up. “We need to leave now if we’re gonna make it.  Sorry, man.  Can we take a rain check?” Grayson looked at your brother sumpathetically.

Your brother nodded, disappointed, but he clearly understood.  You, however, did not.

“How do they move up an interview last minute?” You asked.

Ethan frowned. “It was a mistake made by my assistant.  She mixed up the dates.”

“I thought you said it was moved up?” You questioned.

“I didn’t think I needed to give the gory details.” Ethan groaned.  “Honestly, I don’t have time for this.”

“Well, sorry!” You put your hands up in defense.  “Excuse the fact that we don’t actually live around here and had to taken an Uber 2 hours to get here. The least you could do was make our time worth it.  But no, go to your interview.”

“Y/n...” Your brother whined.  “...it’s fine.”

“No, it’s not!” You argued, looking at your brother.  You could feel your face soften when you saw the embarrassment in his eyes.  You felt like your mother humiliating him in front of his classmates.

“Sorry...I’m not myself today.” You said, more to the boys than to your brother.  “Let’s reschedule.”

“No...” Ethan said, clearly a mix of annoyed and amused, “Come with us to the interview and we will finish filming after.  It’s not like we need daylight or anything. Does that work for you, Miss Y/l/n?”

You looked at your brother who nodded, so you nodded as well.

You rode in the Tesla to the studio where the interview was taking place.  Your brother was texting you and you did your best to not let your annoyance show on your face.

Y/b/n: Can you stop being so mean? What’s up with you??

Y/n: ME???? I’m not the one treating people like second class citizens. They are such jerks.

Y/b/n: Why because they have nice cars? Because they have busy schedules?

Y/n: Because they are PHONY. How do ignore to people sitting right in front of you? How do you claim to be down to Earth and sell a teenager a $74k van?

Y/b/n: Can you just stop? You’re blowing it out of proportion.

You sat back in the seat with pursued lips as you looked out the window.  Your brother did the same, looking the other way.  You knew the conversation was over for awhile.

You watched from the sidelines as the twins did their interview, scoffing every now and then.  You would occasionally see Ethan looking at you and you did nothing to hide your disdain. He didn’t say anything about it until your drove back to the house.  Now around 7pm, Grayson offered to pick up food for you all to eat. Your brother volunteered to go with him and before you knew what was happening, you were left alone with Ethan Dolan in his kitchen.

“What was so funny during the interview?” Ethan asked, his eyes dark and his jaw set.  His hands were on the counter top supporting his weight as he looked at you. His blue medical mask was tucked a bit under his nose, adding emphasis to the glare in his eyes.

“I just couldn’t get over how easily you lie.” You shook your head with a sarcastic laugh.

“Oh?” Ethan asked, quirking a brow. “When did I lie?”

“Well, for one thing, they complimented you on your manners, but little did they know how poorly you treated your guests today.” Your eyes narrowed.

“Huh, okay.” Ethan nodded slowly, his tongue pressed to the inside of his cheek. “But that’s a matter of opinion, no?”

“I don’t think...” Your voice faltered as you realized it really was. But who was he to tell someone that they should not feel upset about how he treated them?

“Please, continue.” Ethan folded his arms on the counter, lifting one up to rest his cheek on his palm.  “This is fun.”

‘What a condescending prick.’ You thought.

“Fine.” You humored him. “How about the fact that you claimed to be observing the covid procedures, but the first time I saw you whip on a mask today was right before we walked in to the studio. Not to mention the countless times we see you online around people without a mask.”

“I stood six feet apart from you until we were in the car.” Ethan said, defensively. 

“Sure, fine.” You agreed. “But what about the second point? You should take responsibility to at least quarantine with people if you are going to be regularly collaborating.”

“Am I supposed to quarantine with every single person I am less than six feet away from without a mask?” Ethan asked with a smirk.

“Yes!” You said, incredulously. “Have you been ignoring the news?”

“So, are you saying that you do?” Ethan asked. “Little miss perfect?”

You rose your head proudly. “Yes, I do.” 

When Ethan didn’t say anything you stood up taller and continued. “I can’t tell you how to treat others, but I think you are being socially irresponsible to not at least adhere to the health rules set by the state of California.  Most of your fanbase is incredibly young and you are setting a poor example for them.”

“I see.” Ethan leaned over the counter to touch your hand. “This is about 3 feet.”

He looked up at your through his long lashes with a bright, mischievous grin. “You, young lady, have forgotten to put on your mask.  What does that make of you?”

Which  leads us to where we first started. As you recalled the fact that had put your mask in your pocket when you guzzled water from your water bottle, you suddenly realized in the confusion of ordering dinner, you forgot to put it back on. Ethan who was now standing on the same side of the counter as you from six feet away, stood there mockingly.

“What was that about my brother and I being socially irresponsible?” Ethan asked you, folding his arms. “I believe you went as far to say that we are terrible role models for our incredibly young fanbase.”

“Ethan...” You started, as you put on your mask.

“Oh, I don’t get a Mr. Dolan?” Ethan tsked. “How rude.”

Your stomach turned.  You wanted to vomit. The thought of apologizing to Ethan Dolan revolted you. You met his eyes, putting on a false air of confidence.

“I was wrong. While I try to consistently follow the rules, even I can make mistakes.” You didn’t say sorry, but you hoped it would be counted as an apology nonetheless.

“So,” Ethan smirked walking a step closer. “By your rules, and the rules of the state of California, doesn’t that mean that we should quarantine together?”

You felt face flush and your eyes go wide.  You stammered your reply. “Of course not! I have to self-isolate myself, but why on Earth do we have to do it together?”

“Am I supposed to believe you can self-isolate at home?” Ethan asked.

You looked down.  You couldn’t.  You and your brother were currently staying with a few friends while you tried to find a place of his own. It would be, to use your own words, socially irresponsible, to go back to a friend’s place without taking the proper safety precautions.

“Grayson and I are actually staying at an Airbnb.  As you can see, our house is currently under construction” Ethan gestured to the tarp on some of the furniture. “We have a spare guest room for you and your brother. You can stay there, we can film a few videos with your brother, and you can make sure everyone is safe.”

“I--” 

Before you could respond, the door opened.  Grayson and your brother walked in with a feast of food for you all to share.  They instantly recognized the tension between you two and Grayson looked to Ethan for an explanation.  With the largest, phoniest smile you had ever seen, Ethan declared, “Y/n and Y/b/n will be staying with us!”

“What?” Your brother and Grayson asked in unison.

“I’ll explain .” You told your brother as you walked over to him.  You started to push him toward the front of the house to speak to him privately. You turned around to look at Ethan and said,

“We will not be imposing on you for free.” You said, sternly. “We can talk finances after I talk to my brother.”

It was your fifth day staying with the Dolans and it felt like an eternity.  You decided on paying $500 for your two week stay, far cheaper than any place in California would request for two people.  To make up for it, you offered to do some of the cooking and most of the cleaning. Since you were able to work online, you would use your lunch break and after work to prep the meals.  

Food was the only thing you and Ethan could agree on.  He would compliment your meals, as he could only really make breakfast.  You were grateful for the times he would present you with pancakes while you worked. 

Outside of food, you bickered all the time.  You didn’t like his attitude, his unsolicited advice, and cocky smirk. He apparently didn’t like your temper and your over-protectiveness of your brother that caused you to butt into conversations that did not concern you.  On the other hand, Grayson and your brother got along quite well.  They frequently worked out together and went surfing together.  It was the most happy you had seen your brother since he moved to LA.  You still wanted to leave the Dolans, but you hoped that Grayson would still be a good friend to your brother after you both had left their residence.

After all, you had no intentions of staying in Los Angeles forever.  Unlike your brother, there was nothing drawing you to the city.  It was one of the reasons you were being so harsh on your brother.  If he was going to be out here alone, he needed to be taught how to spot those who had his best interest at heart.  There was no doubt in your mind that Ethan Dolan could not care less about anyone but himself and his brother.  He was the absolute worst.

It was Saturday and thus your brother and Grayson went to surf.  You were surprised when you emerged in the kitchen to see Ethan cooking pancakes.  You assumed you were in the house alone.

“Why aren’t you surfing with them?” You asked, standing in the doorway.

“Yes, good morning Miss Y/l/n. I am doing well, thank you for asking.” Ethan remarked, not looking up from the frying pan he was coating with coconut oil.  “For your information, I don’t like surfing.”

“Oh.” You shrugged, opening the fridge.  As you pulled out the water bottle you had chilling overnight, you felt Ethan’s eyes on you.  

You became incredibly aware that you were wearing a night set that was in the luggage your friend dropped off the first night of your stay.  Since you thought you were alone you didn’t bother to change, but now you felt embarrassed.  It was one of those cartoon print night sets with a tank top and matching shorts.  The top was quite large so it covered the top half of the shorts, but the shorts were small and didn’t cover much of your behind.  It looked a bit ridiculous, but it was surprisingly comfortable.

“Cute set.” Ethan commented.

You turned to look at him, expecting to see some kind of tease in his eyes, but you didn’t. He was staring at you almost blankly, as if he was waiting for your reaction.

“Thanks.” You said, sipping your water bottle. 

Ethan placed a small pancake on a plate and used the fork on the side to cut it. He blew on it gently, bringing your attention to his full, pale pink lips.  He walked over to you and held out the fork.

“Tell me what you think, new recipe.” He asked, cupping the fork as he brought it to you.

You removed the bottle from your mouth and opened your mouth to receive the pancake.  Ethan’s hand rested on your chin and you blushed. You chewed slowly and put a thumbs up of approval.  You covered your mouth before saying,

“It’s really good. Like you don’t need syrup or anything.” You reviewed.

Ethan’s eyes lit up and for a second, you saw the YouTuber you witnessed on the internet.  He didn’t seem like the monster you had been arguing with the last few days.

“I”m glad you like it.” Ethan grinned. “You inspired me to try new things with your unique recipes.”

“Uh thanks...” You said, the right side of your body leaning on the counter.

You watched him cook in silence, before realizing you could help by doing the dishes in sink.  The sounds of pancakes cooking and the water hitting the dishes was the only thing that filled the room before Ethan broke the silence.

“Pancakes are done. Let’s eat ‘em while they’re hot.” Ethan suggested.

You turned off the water and dried your hands as Ethan put the plates on the table.  You sat across from each other and began to eat. You usually didn’t eat together, as you were both usually working while eating. You noticed Ethan wincing without touching his food and you looked up.

“What’s wrong?” You asked.

“You chew really loudly.” Ethan said, annoyed. “I hate the sound of chewing.”

“Well, what am I supposed to do?” You asked. “How am I supposed to eat without chewing?”

“You could chew less obnoxiously.” Ethan suggested.

“Or maybe you can stop being a little bitch and stop whining about stupid stuff.” You stabbed a piece of pancake and chewed it loudly.

“Real mature.” Ethan said, covering his ears backing away from the table. 

You didn’t care.  You followed him, chewing as loudly as you could, even into the living room. When you didn’t have any more left to chew, you continued to smack your lips.

“God, you’re so f*cking annoying.” Ethan yelled.

“I’m annoying?!” You repeated. “HA! You, Ethan Dolan, the most spoiled, self-righteous, arrogant person I have ever met.  You are the absolute worst.”

You slammed your finger into his chest as you spoke.  Ethan seized your hand quickly and your eyes widened.

“Why don’t you call me Mr. Dolan?” Ethan asked, a darkness in his voice. 

“Because you don’t deserve my respect.” You said, you eyes wide with indignation.

Ethan chuckled. “Do you have a complex about me or something?” His grasp on your hand slipped to your wrist. “Cause it seems like you just want to f*ck me sometimes.”

“Don’t flatter yourself.” You scoffed, pulling your hand from him.

“Oh? Let’s find out.” Ethan said, cockily. Ethan leaned in, caressing your cheek gently making you freeze.  You could feel your heart racing as your mind went back to how soft his lips looked. Your eyes danced upward to look at the ceiling. Your body seemed to move on it’s own toward him and you realized, you kinda did want to kiss him and punch him in the face at the same time.  You resigned to the former and your eyes fluttered close.  You waited, and nothing happened.  You opened your eyes to see Ethan staring at you with a smug smirk.

“Hm, told ya.” Ethan said, backing up.

Tears stung your eyes with humiliation, and you bit down on your lower lip. “You’re such a f*cking asshole. I’ll say it again, you are the worst person on this whole planet. I can’t stand you.” 

You turned to run back to your room.  You were going to leave this place even if you had to live a tent for the next nine days.

Ethan lurched forward and grabbed you. Turning you in his arms, he cupped your face and kiss you deeply.  You gripped his shoulders as his tongue slid expertly into your mouth and began to play with yours. As much as you wanted to resist, it felt really good.  It was like something inside of you was put to rest and another part of you was coming alive. When your hands dropped from his shoulders, Ethan’s own hands went down to your waist. You wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned into the kiss, letting your tongue explore his mouth.  Your tongues fought for dominance, but for once you didn’t care who won. Ethan’s hands gripped your backside and you let out a soft moan. You felt Ethan’s body tense and he suddenly scooped you up.

“Jump,” He commanded, breaking the kiss to do so.

You were still in a daze, as you stood on your tiptoes and your pelvis pressed into his.

Ethan lifted his hand to give your butt a smack. “Jump.”

You did and he carried you to the couch. He tossed you on top of it, admiring you from above.  His hand reached out to grab one of your breasts, confirming his suspicion that you were not wearing a bra. You arched your back toward and he smirked at you.

“Does this mean you want me?” He asked, grinding his hips into yours. 

“I can tell how much you want me.” You smirked back at him as his ever growing bulge pressed into your hips.

“I’m going to make you say my name...scream my name.” Ethan warned, slipping his hands under shirt to cup your breasts. “Just tell me you want it.”

“I’m not going to beg for it.” You arched you back as his thumbs circles your nipples, hardening them with ease.

He rested his head in the crook of your neck, still teasing your nipples and grinding into your hips. “God, I just need you to say it. I need you to say, you want me to f*ck you.”

There was something arousing about hearing him sound so needy yet so dominant in your ear that you succumbed.

“Please f*ck me, Mr. Ethan Dolan.” You practically moaned.

Ethan gave your neck a sloppy kiss, followed by a light suck earning a free sighs of pleasure from you.  You tugged on his tank top and he leaned back to pull it off.  He also took the liberty of raising your shirt to reveal the breasts he had slowly been making the acquaintance. 

“God, these are beautiful.” He remarked making your blush. “Shame they belong to such a troublesome woman.”

“Hey--” You started to protest, but soon one of your nipples was between his lips and getting kitten licks from his tongue. You let out a loud moan as put your hand on the back of his head to hold him down.  One of his hands was holding your back up while the other slipped past the crotch of your pants to tease your slit through your underwear. 

You gasped and Ethan took the opportunity to kiss you again.  This kiss was even hungrier than the first, his tongue desperate to taste every bit of you.  Meanwhile, his middle finger was doing a great job of adding the right amount of friction to arouse you. Ethan smiled softly as he felt the dampness on his finger, taking it as an invitation to rub your folds without a a barrier. 

“Ah, Ethan...” You moaned, as he slipped his middle finger inside of you while letting his thumb play with clit.

His mouth went to your other breast to give it the same attention as the previous one.  His other hand tweaking the already hardened nipple to keep it aroused.  Ethan relished your pleasure as you squirmed under him, moaning his name like it was the only word you could remember.  He rewarded you by inserting his ring finger inside you as well. Your hips bucked and he chuckled at the sudden reaction.

Ethan let go released your nipple from his lips with a pop before commenting. “Someone is eager.” 

“Let’s hope your dick doesn’t disappoint.” You said at him, with half open eyes.

“God, it’s like you like riling me up.” Ethan growled. “I can’t stand you.”

He pulled his hand out from inside of you and you couldn’t stop the whimper from leaving your lips.  Either Ethan didn’t notice or he didn’t bother teasing you about it, because he didn’t make a remark.  He pulled down your shorts and underwear in one motion.  He admired your clit for a moment and you spread your legs teasingly.

“Wanna eat it?” You asked, biting down on your lower lip.

“You don’t deserve it.” He teased.  “But, I’ll grace you with the pounding of a lifetime.”

Ethan pulled down his pants to his knees and did the same with his underwear. Your eyes widened at the sight of his cock: large, hard and proud, an audible gasp leaving your lips.

“I’m guessing it doesn’t disappoint.” Ethan smirked up at you.

“Just because you got the equipment, doesn’t mean you know how to use it.” You retorted.

Ethan leaned forward to hover directly over you. His eyes were controlled and filled with lust when he said, “We’ll see about that.”

You couldn’t think of a response and even Ethan was surprised he stunned you. He decided to take the opportunity to get you in the right position.

“Get on all fours.” He commanded, and he was shocked again to see you follow him so readily.

There was something alluring about seeing you with cartoon printed night shorts pooled at your knees and your shirt raised up your back to reveal your moist slit and perky butt eagerly waiting for him.  He would never be able to look at that outfit the same.

He positioned himself at your entrance, rimming you to get his tip wet.

“Should have put that loud mouth of yours to use and get me all wet.”

“You don’t deserve it.” You retorted.

Ethan smirked, but his smirk turned to a loud moan when you pushed back on to his dick letting him penetrate you.  He had to grip on to you to not fall on top of you in pleasure.  If he wasn’t already on his knees, he would have dropped to them.  You felt heavenly to him, so wet and tight, like you were made for each other.  

Ethan snapped out of it quickly.  He had to show you how good he was and not that he was only someone blessed with the right equipment. He pulled his hips back before slamming them roughly into you. You moaned out, but it wasn’t the kind of moan he was looking for.  So, he did it again from another angle.  This moan was a little closer, but not quite.  He did it a few more times until he found the spot.  The spot that made you scream his name from the top of his lungs.

“E-Ethan, oh Ethan, right there.” You moaned. “Please, Ethan, again...”

He did it again, just to make sure and you gripped the couch arm for balance. He continued to ram into you with the speed and strength to hit the same spot over and over again. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you almost started drooling. You did your best to push back against him and he grunted each time you did in response.

“Ah, Ethan...I’m gonna...” You warned.

Ethan could feel you clenching around him. “Damn, already?” Ethan let out a chuckle. “It’s almost like I’m good at this or something.”

“Shut up, Dolan.” You growled.

“What was that?” He asked, slowing the rhythm of his hips.

“God, Mr. Dolan.” You relented pushing against him at the previous speed. 

“Hmm” Ethan kept his dangerously slow pace.  “I”ll give you what you want, only if you explain why you hate me so much.”

“What....” You whispered harshly.

Ethan’s hand slipped around you waist to massage your clit as he pumped into you even slower.  Your head collided with the couch cushion as you groaned loudly.

“Why now?!” You yelled, mostly to yourself. Speaking was hard enough as he stimulated you, and it mostly came out in gasps.  “I didn’t like the fact that you made my brother feel small, okay?” 

You tried in vain to push back against him, but he was strong and controlled the pace.  He did move a bit faster.

“I-I really didn’t mean to...” Ethan said, he also sounded out of breath. “...I guess I was kinda trying to impress you guys.  But then you were being such a bitch.”

“Well, you had a shitty way of showing your interest.” You scoffed.

“And you have a bratty way of telling someone to be better.” Ethan retorted.

“Can you please just f*ck me now?” You begged.  “Please, Ethan...I need it.”

“I thought you weren’t going to beg me...”

“ETHAN FOR GOD SAKE!” You yelled, making him laugh.

“Fine fine....” He said, as though he was doing a small favor and not plowing you on the couch in the living room.  

He grabbed both your hips and slammed into you with an even faster speed. He pulled you down on to him, hitting you from a different angle while still managing to hit your spot each time.  You leaned back, your back hitting chest and you bounced on top of him.

“Oh yeah....” Ethan groaned. “That’s it, baby...”

“Baby?” You asked.

Ethan pulled your head back to meet his eyes. “Look at those eyes, you’re mine now, baby girl.  Don’t deny it...”

You couldn’t if you wanted to because he instantly bent down to kiss you, slipping his tongue into your mouth.  While the action slowed down your ability to bounce on him, Ethan was some how able to continue pushing up into you; driving you to your climax.  You weren’t sure if you would say you were his, but you were pretty damn sure this was going to be the best sex you’ve ever had.

As your orgasm rolled over you in waves, you shuddered as you felt Ethan pull out of you. With all the strength you could muster, you turned around and grabbed his dick to hold it steady for your waiting, open mouth.  The sight alone made Ethan release and he watched as his seed hit your tongue. He held your head, entangling his fingers in your hair to keep you steady as you took in all of his following spurts.  You looked up at him to meet his eyes, and Ethan swore the last spurt of cum was because of that alone.

“That was so freaking hot...” Ethan commented.

“I guess you deserved that.” You grinned,  after swallowing the last of his seed while licking the reminisce off your lips.

“Well, now you’ve spoiled your breakfast.” Ethan teased.

“Only fair you spoil yours too.” You teased back.  You leaned back on the couch opening your legs making Ethan chuckle before he obliged.

After making you orgasm again, you and Ethan awkwardly laid on your sides as you stared at each other. 

“So...” Ethan said, slowly.

“So...” You mimicked, before continuing.  “I’ll go first.”

“No, I will...” Ethan argued.

“Can we not argue for once?” You groaned.

“Fine...” Ethan sighed.

“I’m sorry I jumped to conclusions about you and Grayson. To be honest, I think I wanted to hate you a bit.” You admitted.  “I was jealous of what you had achieved, not on my behalf, but my brother’s.  I didn’t want him to get discouraged or worse, look up to you guys and become douchebags...no offense.”

“Yeah, I understand.” Ethan groaned. He absentmindedly rubbed circles on your cheek with the back of his hand.  “I guess, me being rude when you first walked in was just my toxic habit of not being able to stop working. It was something related to the company and I wanted to just get it done.  I’m working on improving and focusing less on work. But, the bragging, I didn’t mean to do it. I just become a bit preach-y sometimes.”

“I get it.” You smiled. “To be honest, I was kind of nitpicking these past few days. I never thought I would admit it out loud, but I kind of like it here...with you.”

“Well, I do give killer head...” Ethan teased, making you laugh.

“God, don’t start.” You pushed him lightly.

Ethan leaned in and kissed you softly, no tongue, just enjoying your lips again his. You stayed like that for awhile, giving each other little kissed before slowly sitting up.

“We should get dressed before Grayson and my brother get back.” You said, putting your clothes back on.  “I think this would scar him for life.”

Ethan laughed. “You’re right. We should change...”

By the time Grayson and your brother came back in, you thought you covered up everything you both did.  You were both in your usual lounge wear and finally eating the breakfast Ethan prepared, though you did have to reheat it.

“How was the surf?” You asked your brother as he washed his hands at the sink behind you.

“Good.” He grinned.  He pointed between you and Ethan sitting across from each other. “You two become friends or something? You’re not arguing.”

“Oh, uh...I guess you could say that.” You said, blushing.

Ethan smirked, thinking about the multiple times you begged him earlier not to make any comments about your interaction to your brother.  You weren’t sure if you and Ethan were going to be more than friends just yet, and you didn’t want  your brother to know you banged guys so readily.

“Judging by the size of the hickey on her neck, I’m guessing they are a little bit more than friends right now...” Grayson remarked, emerging from the right side of the kitchen.

Your eyes went big as you stammered a response.  You watched as your brother’s smile from his laughter at Grayson’s “joke” faded into shock as he saw the bruise on your neck.  Your hand shot up to cover it, not helping your case at all.  You looked at Ethan for help, but he was red as a tomato.  For someone who talked a lot of smack he was just as awkward about this as you were.

“Oh my god...Y/N...I can’t believe you slept with one of my idols.” Your brother groaned, covering his face.  “You are the absolute worst!”

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Idk who you’re writing for you but can we get a cute little movie night or date night or something with E? 🥺

Movie Night

1. this is really bad and i’m sorry.

2. imagine ethan and grayson have actual grass in their backyard 👌

Ethan was having what felt like the longest week of his life when, in actuality, it was only Wednesday. Y/N, always being in tune with her boyfriend, could feel the stress radiating off of him.

She decided she was going to plan a date for the both of them. Y/N knew Ethan worked hard. She wanted to do something special for him because he was always doing amazing things for her.

Early into their relationship, Y/N learned that Ethan preferred date nights in, rather than out. When Ethan, Grayson, and Mando left the house to go do some filming, Y/N decided to set up a cute movie date in their backyard.

The first thing she needed to do was go get snacks. You can’t have a movie night without snacks. She went to the grocery and grabbed popcorn, candy, and diet root beer.

When she got back home, she found a cute picnic blanket and went to lay it out. Then she got practically every pillow that was in the house and placed them strategically.

While she was searching for the picnic blanket, she had discovered this cute little basket and immediately decided that she would put the snacks in there.

For whatever reason, the twins owned a projector, which Y/N used to her advantage. Setting it up so it was showing on the side of their house. The sun was setting, which meant Ethan would be home soon, so she pulled up Disney Plus on her laptop. She decided on their go-to comfort movie, Monsters, Inc.

The only thing missing was Ethan. She sat on the couch waiting for him to come home and the minute the door swung open, she was walking toward him, grabbing his hand.

“Why are you so excited?” Ethan asked, laughing because you were his absolute favorite thing on Earth.

“Close your eyes, I have a surprise for you.” Was the only thing she said.

He heard the sound of their back door open and knew she was taking him outside. “Why are we outside? Can i open my eyes?”

“No, you can’t. Be patient” She said walking him over to her cute little set up.

“Ok, so I know how stressed you’ve been lately, so i just like wanted to do something nice for you like you always do for me.” Ethan opened his eyes to see her little movie set up. Then he saw the cute grin on her face, grabbed her, and kissed her.

“You are the absolute best. Do you know that?” All she did was giggle at him and hug him.

“I got all vegan snacks, too, bub.”

“I’m gonna make you my wife one day, just so you know.” At that, Y/N felt her face heat up, so she turned around and walked to the laptop.

“I was thinking we could watch Monsters Inc. and just cuddle and have fun.” She didn’t know Ethan was right behind her until she felt him wrap his arms around her and press a quick kiss to her neck.

“I love you, ya know,” Ethan fell even more in love with her, which he didn’t even know was possible.

“I know. I love you so much more. You don’t know the half of it.” She said, untangling herself from Ethan to go sit on the blanket.

“You ready?” She questioned as the opening credits started rolling.

“Yeah.” Ethan replied.

He cuddled up against Y/N, reaching for a diet root beer. As the opening scene started playing, he kissed her head and said, “The best fuckin’ girlfriend I could ask for.”

The only thing Y/N did was cuddle into Ethan even more.

tagging: @blindedbythelightt @fangdolan @333dolans

A/N: this is my first request and it’s really bad, so i’m sorry 😔 anyway, i love you, peace ✌🏾

ps. this is what i imagine (i stole this picture from pinterest)

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[purplecantaloupe]

♡ PURPLECANTALOUPE MASTERLIST ♡

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Key:

Smut: ♡

Fluff: ★

Angst: ∀

If there are any people or scenarios you’d like to see please send a request, I love to learn about new fandoms and such! Stay healthy and happy.

Much love xoxo,

Purplecantaloupe ♡

5 Seconds of Summer

Calum Hood:

Fwb!Cal ♡

Another Fwb!Cal but better written ♡

Calum admits to Mali-Koa he likes Y/N after a drunken night ∀★

Pure fluff unrealistic movie night w Cal ★

Ashton Irwin:

Coming soon

Luke Hemmings:

Luke gives Y/N a lap dance ♡

Luke’s breakup w arz and admits feelings ∀★

Michael Clifford:

Coming soon

Dolan Twins

Grayson Dolan

Coming soon

Ethan Dolan

Coming soon

Harry Styles

Coming soon

Timothèe Chalamet

Coming soon

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[spookysanta]

dreams. (e.d)

Summary: her mind conjures up questions in the middle of the night and they have to be answered immediately. 

Pairing: Ethan Dolan x Reader

WARNINGS: bad writing, mentions of the (impending) apocalypse

hello! here’s another blurb for you guys while i finish up the next part of online. this is really short, too.. sorry :/

UNEDITED

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Her mind wanders at night. Maybe not to things that are relatively important, and maybe not to things that fall under the category of “coherent”, but she can’t help it.

Her dreams are strange, too. And she’s a believer of “dream meanings”, in that—while quite strange—the events that take place in her dreams are symbolic of things that will happen in the future. And possibly, she eats pizza before bed sometimes; that could be a reason for her strange mind-happenings, but it’s an ongoing investigation at the moment.

They laid together in bed on Thursday night. It was late and rainy but she was determined to get a full night’s rest (even with her boyfriend snoring obnoxiously in her ear). Her mind began to drift away, with the topic of the evening being: “which cartoon character would survive the apocalypse?”

Obviously, the answer to this question was Dexter from Dexter’s Laboratory or Mojo Jojo from the PowerPuff Girls.

Her eyes popped open, turning over in her boyfriend’s grasp around her waist. She poked him on the cheek. “Bubby.” She whispered. “Baby.”

“Hm?” he hummed. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” She waved him off, desperate to get to the real issue. “I have a question, and I need you to answer it as honestly as you possibly can.”

“By chance, is it a question that can be asked in the morning?” Ethan grunted.

“No! It’s got to be answered now.”

He sighed. “Alright. Lay it on me.” He already had a hunch of where this was going, because guess what she had eaten before bed?

“Which cartoon character do you think would survive the apocalypse—Dexter or Mojo Jojo?”

Is she serious? He thought.

“You woke me up… to ask me if Dexter or Mojo Jojo would survive the apocalypse.”

“Mhm.” She nodded as she watched his brown eyes open to stare at her. She knows he was trying to determine if she was losing her mind—which, she’ll admit, he does often—but this was an important question that needed answering.

“Well, I don’t either of them would survive.” She felt him shrug around her. “If anyone at all would survive the apocalypse, it would be Courage.”

“The pink dog?”

“The pink dog.” He repeated with a scoff, “he is a legend.”

“He definitely wouldn’t last through the apocalypse.” She shook her head. “He’d be scared to death—literally.”

“You asked for my opinion, and I gave it to you.”

“It’s the wrong opinion.”

“Okay fine, who else would you put on the list of “apocalypse-surviving cartoon characters”?”

“Timmy Turner, no doubt.”

“Definitely.” He replied with a laugh. “As soon as he hears about an apocalypse, he’s callin’ up Cosmo and Wanda to protect himself, his friends, and his family.”

“For sure.”

“Y’know who else would survive? The Teen Titans. But I mean, if we’re being totally honest, the only member that has anything to worry about would be Robin.”

“Why’s that?”

“He has no powers, E. The only things he has going for him are his fighting skills and his metal stick thingy.”

“Well, he’s got Raven, Starfire, Beastboy, and Cyborg to protect him. I think he’ll be fine.”

“And what will Beastboy do protect him? Turn into a bird? I don’t think so. Robin’s a goner.”

Ethan was wide awake now, not even because of her shenanigans, but because he was laughing so hard at her logic. “Who else?”

“Oh! Pinky and the Brain. Brain is safe—duh—and Pinky is…well, you know.”

“Yeah?”

“Ren and Stimpy, too. Maybe both will be safe because Stimpy will do anything at all to please Ren; if Ren says to get in the bunker, Stimpy’s gettin’ his ass in there.”

“Y’know what I think?”

“What?”

“I think you’re crazy. And I think that we should go to bed.” He yawned, kissing her on her forehead. “But you’ve made some valid points, so how about we sleep on it, and reconvene in the morning?”

“Fine. Fine.”

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[mindofharry]

Hey love! I have a concept for you haha. Ok so you can choose either twin but what if one of them was having a bad day and the reader doesn’t like to see them happy so they play fun silly music and makes them dance with y/n. Love you 🥺💖

:(( i did it for both of them !! <3

i guess it was probably around the time they were getting the most hate. and they just got out of so many toxic friendships. you hated seeing them like this, like they thought they were worthless.

you know they’ve been reading the comments. which you have told them not to do, numerous times. but they were the most stubborn people you had ever met. and i suppose this time in their life will give them a major reality check.

but now, right now. you wanted to see them smile and laugh. and let go. even if it was just for 10 minutes. you missed hearing their goofy laughs. the dolan twins really were something else. but you loved them both so much. you couldn’t even describe the feeling.

you were all in the sitting room, you watching tv and gray and ethan, obviously reading something they shouldn’t. the tension could be cut with a knife. you didn’t like the feeling, and you know gray and e didn’t like it either.

so you took things into your own hands.

you turned on the boys’ favourite song, and started dancing around the room grabbing their hands and bringing them up. the smiles came quickly and the laughs could’ve made you cry.

“what are we even doing” gray asked and you grinned “dance party!!!”

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[jtsfavslut]

Can you do a blurb with Ethan and y/n is dyslexic and there both sitting together practicing sentences 🥺

This is so adorable nonnie!!!!! Like he takes the time out of his day to help her because she was getting SO frustrated!!! Also, how long has it been since I’ve written something for E.....?

You were sitting at their kitchen table, Ethan to your left, and your laptop on your right, as a stack of worksheets was planted in front of you.

Ethan had taken the time out of his day to help you research ways in which you could somehow improve your dyslexia, which was worse than Grayson’s. It had gotten to the point where people couldn’t understand what you were trying to say. Which sent you in a frenzy, because you hated spelling mistakes, being able to recognize others but not your own. So he sat down and printed out some worksheets that he thought might help. 

“Baby, take your time. You don’t need to rush, we have all day angel,” he reassured you, placing his hand on your shoulder, making you calm down and feel at ease rapidly. 

“I know, I’m just frustrated, and these worksheets, they look like a preschoolers work,” you sighed, shaking your head, dropping your pencil on the table. 

“Hey, hey, listen to me,” he moved his to your jaw, carefully turning your face making you look at him, “I don’t care how many hours and days I have to sit here with you Y/N, I just want you to take a deep breath, and focus on the words okay? I know you can do this Angel,” his soft voice spoke, motivating you to actually try. 

You seriously didn’t know what you would do without him. He was so passionate and patient with you, which you weren’t really used to, but he treated how you should’ve been and should be treated. 

He treated you like an angel. You were his angel, the love of this life, his wifey, his soulmate. 

“Okay,” you sighed before straightening yourself out and picking the pencil back up before looking down at the paper.

“Okay baby, does this say stared or started?” he asked his finger pointing to the word that was highlighted in the worksheet. 

“Umm started?” 

“See, I knew you would get it,” he replied, placing a quick kiss on your cheek making you smile and blush. 

“Thank you E, for being here. I appreciate it,” you smiled turning to look at him with nothing but love in your eyes, “I love you,”

“I love you more Angel. And I’ll sit here for hours if it means I’ll spend time with you,” he said as he wrapped his hand around your shoulder, quickly pulling your face to his. 

“Alright, alright back to work. I wanna make sure that if I text you I love you it actually says that,” you chuckled pulling away from the kiss, giving him a couple more pecks before continuing the worksheet.

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[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

Hurt - Series Masterlist

Summary: Some stories start with a meet-cute, but this one starts at the end.

Warnings:  mentions and descriptions of sex, swearing, ANGST, sprinkled some fluff from time to time, drinking, descriptions of blood, talk of abortion, depression, anxiety, panic attacks

a/n - partially based on the songs: Hurt by Johnny Cash, Lose you to love me by Selena Gomez, Medicine by Daughter, Mad world cover by Imagine Dragons, So cold by Ben Cocks and The Scientist cover by Corinne Bailey Rae, Next to me by Imagine Dragons.

Part one - Divorce

Part two - Surprise 

Part three - New information

Part four - Acceptance

Part five - Painful memories

Part six - Infinity times infinity

Part seven - Ghost of her past

Part eight - Ethan’s note

Part nine - Come back to you

Part ten - What you’re looking for

Part eleven - The Porch Swing

Part twelve - Therapy

Part thirteen - I like my choices

Part fourteen - Not broken

Part fifteen/finale - Next to me

Wonderful gifset made by @ethanhes​ 

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A/N - search #hurt or #hurt!E tag on my blog for more insight and in-depth explanations

GIF credit to @ethanhes

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[erodasugar]

After Hours~ G.D.

Here's my first imagine!! Hope you guys like it! ♡

Summary: In which Grayson, CEO of Dolan Television and Film Studios, cheats on Y/N with his new secretary. Part 1/?

Disclaimer: Mentions of cheating, angst, horribly written.

Based off of 'After Hours' by The Weeknd.

It was currently 2:30 in the morning and Y/N was waiting for her husband, Grayson, in the Dolan residence all alone with their nine month old son Ezra. This had become a routine over the past four months where Y/N would stay awake at all hours of the night waiting for her husband of three years to return home. He would come home at around 4:30, just as the sun was beginning to shine through the curtains. While he was out doing god knows who, god knows where, Y/N was alone tending to their infant son. Grayson always had the excuse of staying late at work and reading over new scripts or filming a new video with his brother Ethan. She had suspected that he wasn't doing either, but doing the newest member to their team at their office; the new secretary. Her name was Allison, and as far as Y/N knew, she was just a young intern looking for a place to put on her resume. While she was lying alone, Y/N thought back to the way things used to be. Why couldn't they go back to a happy, problem-free, perfect marriage?

Tags: @episkygrant @kingsdolan @persistence-ofmemories @graysonprecioso @heathendolan @smoothcatdols @dolantwinsimagines @dolansugar let me know if you do/don't want to be tagged in the next one!!

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[333dolans]

Like Nobody’s Watching // E.D

Summary: Ethan was never really one for romance, but then you came along.

Warnings: none just fluff🥺 this has been sitting in my drafts for awhile so why not :)

Tags: @rhyrhy462 @evergreendolan @dolansficsandpics @foxglovedolan @livexdolan @blindedbythelightt @goldenndolan @baby-grayson @prettyboydolan @delightfuldolan @bingexdolan @sosweetgrethan @episkygrant @soledadgray @dolanissues @pineappledols @vinylhazza @hydrograyson @ethandolansrighteyebrow @velvetdolan @baby-turtles @gloriousgrant @serenedolan @szadolans @cutestdolans @brockdolan @mercurygrant

If there was one thing in this world that Ethan was sure of, it would be his love for you. He’d never been the movie material, ‘hopeless romantic’ type of guy. Until he met you. You stirred feelings deep within Ethan that he was yet to feel before you waltzed your way into his life, breaking down his walls with little to no effort.

Straight off the bat, you understood him more than anyone else in his life, sometimes even more than his own twin. Everything just seemed to make perfect sense when he was with you. He didn’t have to act or pretend. He could show his true self to you without the fear of judgment consuming his mind. You understood his humour, never taking his sarcastic responses to heart like some of the previous girls he had been with. You shared his deep love for adventure, never passing up on an opportunity to explore the world around you.

His last relationship had ended just over a year ago. Despite repeatedly telling his twin he wasn’t ready to date again, he found himself entering the bar, side by side with said brother. How had he convinced him this was a good idea, that he should get back out there? But the moment he first lay his eyes on you with microphone in hand, pouring your heart and soul into the lyrics of “Super Trouper” by ABBA? He knew you were the one.

The way your eyes crinkled in the corners from the massive grin lighting up your face. Hair tied up and out of your face as you danced around with your best friend, serenading her with your carefree singing. You sang and swayed like nobody was watching and that had Ethan hooked. You glanced out into the sea of people watching your performance when you’d locked eyes with him, flashing him your pearly whites with flushed cheeks.

He swore he would do anything to keep that god damn gorgeous smile on your face for as long as you’d let him. As the final notes rang out, you’d began to make your way through the crowd to him. You met his eyes and the rest was history.

2 years down the line and he has managed to keep his promise. He can’t recall a single day since your first interaction that you haven’t had that beaming smile plastered to your face, cheek muscles sore from the grin that refuses to give way. Even on some of your hardest days, he always found a way to make you giggle and you couldn’t be more grateful.

Ethan swears he’d never lived a moment of his life before he met you. Everything to ever happen in his life, none of it made sense. The rise to fame, the fast paced lifestyle? He could never wrap his head around it all. He’d travelled to every corner of the globe, yet the only place he knew he always wanted to be, was with you. His universe began with, and it will end with you. The way he feels for you? He knows he could never share that with another soul. It’s always you.

Every now and then, Ethan finds himself replaying that evening in his head. The flashing stage lights that lit up your angelic features so perfectly. Your voice filling the entire area and captivating the focus of all in the room. Just how much you had changed his life for the better. Damn, he really should thank Gray.

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[iixbella]

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓, 𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧

 you do something new with your curly hair and ethan is just really soft and in love with it

masterlist

Ethan lay sprawled on the sofa, eyes drifting from his phone to the vibrant clock on the wall as he waiting for you to get home. He didn’t want to rush whatever you were doing, but Ethan was bored out of his mind and needed something to occupy him. Grayson did things that Ethan didn’t exactly find entertaining, while you were more relaxed, which had instantly drawn you two together in the first place. Ethan didn’t even realize how dependent he was on you until moments like these.

Meanwhile, you arrived in the driveway with a giddy smile upon your face. You’d done something a bit out of your comfort zone, but didn’t regret it one bit.

Parking your car, and quickly getting out, you skipped into the house. Your eyes immediately starting searching from the entry way to find where your boyfriend had disappeared to. The home was still under renovation, which meant that the Dolan boys had limited options for hang out spots. “Ethan?”

“In the living room!”

You grinned, taking off your sandals to leave at the front door and tossing your keys into the bowl. Ethan was always supportive of whatever you did with your hair, from box braids to wigs and diva cuts. But the passion twists you’d just spent hours in the salon to obtain, weren’t something he’d seen before.

Ethan sat up on the couch, a groan falling from his lips as he stretched his tense bones. He heard your soft footsteps behind him. “Hey baby, where have—”

He gasped after finally glancing over at the love of his life. You giggled as Ethan gaped at your changed appearance, knowing he was utterly surprised. “What the heck! You changed your hair?”

“Yeah. There are called passion twists,” you mutter as he wrapped an arm around your waist. With his free hand, Ethan gently lifted a strand. “Do you like it?”

“I love it,” he softly replied. The Dolan leaned down and gently kissed you, unknowingly allowing some of the vaseline from his lips to transfer to yours; not that either of you seemed to mind. “Can I take a picture of you? I want to post this on Snapchat, show the world how beautiful my girl is.”

You grinned slightly. “Can we wait till later? I’m really tired from sitting in a salon chair for the past few hours. My booty feels sore.”

“Well, I can help you there,” Ethan grinned cheekily. In one second, he had bent down and threw you over his shoulder with ease, causing you to gasp in shock. “Let’s go cuddle. And I’ll even give you a massage.”

“Deal.”

i don’t rlly like this one but i loved the idea lol

anyone else out there have super curly hair?

(as always, don’t steal my work!)

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